Open Road

Knew a boy from a small orchard town

Wasn't much to do, not a culture around

But he had plenty of time to ponder, time to stake

Of when, and how, and where he was going to escape

This town still had that magnificent feel

His only problem was, it just didn't seem real

Good friends and fun times, were there to be had

But being in that valley, was driving him mad, so

When he came of age, he took his car and drove

Down that open road

Open road, hey, drive boy drive